Where The Cross Don’t Burn – Garth Brooks (feat. Charley Pride)
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We were white and they were black And our lives, they were divided by the railroad tracks We’d meet up every mornin’ at that river bend It’s where I learned about Jesus from my only black friend Sometimes we’d sit and stare up at the sky I could see the hope of heaven in his eyes
In the land where the cotton grows In a time when change came slow Just beyond the point of no return A white boy and a black old man On the tracks walkin’ hand in hand That’s where I come to understand and learn Where the cross don’t burn
He’d tell me money doesn’t matter, nor the color of your skin You can stumble, even fall, and still get up again Cause it ain’t about the deeds, good or bad that we have done All we have to do is love to be disciples of the Son And we’d join hands and bow our heads to pray And he told me that he loved me every day
In the land where the cotton grows In a time when change came slow Just beyond the point of no return A white boy and a black old man On the tracks walkin’ hand in hand That’s where I come to understand and learn Where the cross don’t burn
Yeah, we’re all gathered here this mornin’ at this river bend To say our last goodbyes to my very best friend As his ashes slowly float away We know it’s only ’til we meet again someday
In the land where the cotton grows In a time when change came slow Just beyond the point of no return A white boy and a kind old man On the tracks walkin’ hand in hand That’s where I come to understand and learn Where the cross don’t burn